Stand By Me

Chapter 5

I sat on the floor of Ryan's room, trying to understand what the hell was going on.

"So apparently, you dared me to call Young Arts when we were playing truth or dare, and you were about to leave a voicemail, but just before that happened you got scared and didn't go through with it. So we just moved on. And I thought it was over with." He said pacing the floor.

"Well what happened?" It was hard to get out the real story, considering Ryan was in a frenzy.

"After that, Catie took my phone into the bathroom and called YA. She was the one that got me kicked out. Not you. The reason I know it was her and not you was because I heard the voicemail she left."

"So why did you blame me for leaving it?!" I screeched. Catie was unbelievable. How could she do that?

"Because I had too!!" Ryan said sharply. His eyes softened, but he was still up right.

"No you didn't have too! Why did you do this? I'm still so confused!"

"There are some things you just don't understand. I'm sorry for what I said and for now can we please just leave it at that? I promise I can tell you the full story some time. But for now please realize for my safety and for yours that it would be better if we dropped it?"

I didn't know what to think of Ryan. He was so back and forth. Why did he lie to me? And how why did he say something about us being safe? And what else did he need to tell me?

Since I didn't reply, Ryan walked over to me and sat down next to me.

"Please." He said and grabbed my hand in his. "I just need you to know that I know it wasn't you. I remember what happened last night. Every single second." His hand squeezed mine and he wiped away a tear from my cheek.

"I just don't want you to get hurt." He said and pushed a piece of my brown hair from my forehead.

"But I'm already hurt. I'm hurt this is happening. And I'm hurt you aren't telling me everything." I didn't know what to do or how I felt. Just an hour ago Ryan was telling me he hated me, and now I was sitting in his room with our hands squeezed tight.

"I just want you to know," He spoke slowly and softly. "That you're beautiful Sky. And I'm so sorry this is happening."

His words were just what I needed.

There was more to the story and he wouldn't be saying this if it wasn't true. Would he?

I leaned my head on his shoulder, and closed my eyes. His smelled amazing and warm. It made me sleepy.

My eyes slowly started to shut, but they opened right back up when I saw what was happening. His lips were on mine. They had a vaguely familiar taste, one that seemed comfortable yet exciting.

"Do you want to take a nap here?" He said as he pulled away. He was still close enough that I could feel his breath on my neck.

I nodded, not finding words to speak.

"Ill text your mom and tell her you'll be home in time for dinner." He said and helped me to my feet. My knees were weak, and considering I only had about a hour of sleep last night I needed to rest.

He laid me down in his bed, and pulled his cover over me. And as soon as my head hit the cool pillow, I fell asleep. But before I did, I remember smiling to myself.

It was the first time I had really smiled in a while.